# after a few days of this smiling clown facade so welcome to university we're all bosom buddies here the screw's loose on the jar and one's dodgy pickled meat pie face drops to the dirty lecture room floor in rancid crumbling bits the faces we see everyone around us carrying in / as our own dim dirty sab space ape brain we now also see any one of us can go off at any moment putting us back in the deep shallow pit of our own tepid congealing isolation it no longer matters whether it's an accident or not all roads out of campus are mined with threats of vacated nowhere all trails to temporary suburban love and pseudo meaning trapped bsz hypercorporation arch rivals loftleader industries gets work inside all camps as future arthole researcher advertising execs they starch one's uniform burn it real good then go home to flood one's electronic arena with stone cold spam for better loft conversion gee thanks for sharing lofties just as the scars of psychological time spent with eg one's parents were starting to heal in which the deep north often holds such middling vibes researchers feel they're being stone clocked every time someone vaguely stares in their general misdirection thousands of hopeful youth daydreams fall as poisoned birds burning silently out of muddy overskies at all times of the grey dying day now you can't seem to walk into a study room without thinking we must be out of our idiot mindscape what the heck do we imagine we're even /really doing here on this lonely rare psychedelic trans alien arc mother planet earth that is but then one often does already know researchers have felt it in their marrow for a while now that we're all here to save protect and nurture this living planet by undergoing a profound fundamental underlying revolution mutation in humalien consciousness itself a collective spiritual post evolution then to finally join an infinitely wider alien ecosystem family waiting for us among the stars in all other poly dimensions of superliquid biopsychic being all that big weird cool kinda science fear emotion blank stares / life lived at a total standstill / no preferred cut or deal out here researcher no way to be clear about what's worse the waiting or actual delivery the daily grind of rnd wastes far more than it spares everyone suffers heavily in ongoing down time between ping flow and contact especially as we're going out every day night actively looking for it or at least actual contact while it's happening drawing long tight strands of chi right out of us we sure get offered some wastey choices though one student says in the 104th sector happy wash laundry brother we can't help but feel we only ever get offered the pseudo choices of others and these are forced upon us constantly you stare back at them with their unwashed goth rock tshirt which just says tfb total flocking blackness as they pull out a list of supplies they've heard you can provide on the quiet you take a gander wrist mounted zx spectrum style deck camera vat grown snakeskin shoes signed airbrushed portraits of biology students with hard varnished coconuts tiny wooden olmec style rocker carvings set on desks which give staff the finger when they burst into one's room cube looking for quote project what the product of systematically underfunded but still privately expensive higher ideologically capitalist education escape route maps overhead charts cool hi quality smart plastic anime mecha figurines astral projections midnight urban data ninja fantasies names of specific places of recent half remembered brain enhancement operations secret taoist activation names of specific magic chinese internal chinese martial arts tools recent holotv memories second guesses experiences new old real imagined virtual and stolen sum over histories neat rotating urban wireframe vector maps bad altitudes for urban stealth microlights henry swanson says: sure no problem give us two hours // [[republic of bob contents | imaginary pastime republic of bob]]